Hollywood Secret Garden

Chapter 84 Cranky and Spielberg

Although the sun has set behind the high-rise buildings, the sky is still rendered golden, which makes the whole of New York shrouded in this color.

"Tired~dead~" With a long voice, Angela, who was sitting on the bench holding the ice cream in her left hand, stretched with one hand and shook her sore right hand.

"You asked for it." Natalie next to her licked the ice cream in her hand and said teasingly, "Originally you only need to make music once, but every time you shoot and dance, you have to play along with me. After a while, it was repeated about nine times. So besides being possessive, you are also very brave."

Angela glanced at her sideways, and hummed softly in disbelief, but she wisely didn't speak, because no matter how she looked at it, she was trying to be brave, even though she didn't think so.

I'm just a little too excited, Angela muttered in her stomach.

Yes, that's right, it's just overexcited, think about it, how fun and interesting it would be to be able to participate in the production of such a classic scene, just like the one that popped up at my birthday party before and put a foot in all the classic movies This is probably the most meaningful thing for me.

Having said that, I really want to thank the production manager of Universal, called... Ivan Roeg, yes, that's the name, if he hadn't helped Director Martin to say a few words when he was hesitating, maybe he would have I had to figure out a way, but because it was so smooth, I was so excited that I wanted to play the violin during the filming. At that time, she never thought that the tango in this film was only about two minutes long, and she would shoot it repeatedly. Nearly ten times - this is not counting the number of NG!

Mr. Director repeatedly shot from different angles, and even used two cameras, so Al and Kate danced on the dance floor over and over again, and he was pulling beside him over and over again. When I went to NG, my hands were so weak.

Impulse is the devil.Angela said something emotionally in her heart, and opened her mouth to take a big bite of her chocolate-flavored ice cream. Unfortunately, the bite was too big, and a biting cold feeling immediately numb the mouth after the entrance, and the stimulated The little girl opened her eyes wide and wanted to swallow it quickly, but unfortunately, under the cold stimulation, her tongue slowed down a bit, and it took a long time to slowly push the ice cream into her throat, but her throat was also numb from the ice When he got up, he felt as if he had been stuffed into a piece of coal. He couldn't swallow it. He was so anxious that the little guy beat his chest with a hammer, and finally swallowed the big piece of ice cream. Angela had to shake her head for a long time before she recovered.

There was a chuckle from beside her, and she knew who it was without looking. Angela turned her head and stared at Natalie, as if she was going to kill her with her eyes, but Natalie didn't answer at all, and turned her head away with a smile He licked the scent of vanilla in his hand intentionally.

Angela withdrew her eyes resentfully, and stared at the ice cream in her hand again, but she didn't dare to take another bite as if venting, the catchy piece was still frozen in her stomach, so she could only be like Natalie Slowly licking the ice cream like that.

Sneaking another look at Natalie, hey, there is a lot of white cream on her delicate face, and the spots look really funny, but Natalie doesn't realize it, and still slowly licks her hands Ice cream, the little tongue wanders between the two balls, and fiddles with the tip of the tongue from time to time, it seems...

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva down her throat, Angela suddenly came to her senses, and quickly turned her head out of Natalie's sight. Her face was burning, and it was obvious that the blood was rushing up. Hell, what was she thinking!

calm!calm!Angela said to herself, try not to think about anything, just eat her own ice cream, but she immediately found that she was also licking the ice cream, and her face was sticky, that is to say... a certain expression appeared in her head The picture made Angela shiver shiveringly, as if she was holding a flame in her hand, she immediately threw the ice cream out with a flick of her hand.

"Hey, Angie, what's the matter." Kate, who was on the way, quickly stopped, and the ice cream was thrown in front of her.

"Okay, I know it's taking me a long time, but you don't have to do that to me, do you?" Kate joked.

"I'm sorry, Kate," Angela hurriedly stood up and explained, "I thought I was distracted by other things, and I accidentally threw it out, so it shouldn't have been thrown on you."

"Aren't you thinking about something bad?" Natalie also stood up and asked strangely, but she finally took out a piece of paper and wiped her face, erasing the cream that no longer made people think .

Although Angela wanted to turn around and glared, that would only tell the other party, ah, you are right, yes, I was thinking about some nasty things.

So she pretended not to hear what Natalie said, and asked Kate, "How is the house?"

"Fortunately, I told my mother that I will go back soon." Kate answered while picking up the ice cream on the ground with a piece of paper and throwing it into the trash can.

"Soon? We've only been in New York for a few days." Angela expressed surprise.

"Honey, it's been almost a week. I understand everything I need to know, and my thesis is settled. I can't stay here until the end of the summer vacation." Kate smiled.

It's okay to stay until the end of the summer vacation.Angela said in her stomach, but she didn't say it out, but changed the subject and said, "By the way, you must be very tired after dancing tango for so long today, why don't you go for a walk in Central Park?"

Looking at the little girl's face full of hope, Kate thought for a while and agreed: "Okay, then let's go."

"Yes!" Angela raised her hands and yelled, then reached out to pull Natalie: "Nat, don't eat, we have to go."

"You can't ask me to throw it away just because you threw it away." Natalie gave her hand and made a face at her.

Angela retaliated to her, and then took Kate's hand: "Let's go, let's go, it will be dark if you drag it on."

In a daze, she seemed to see grandpa getting off the car parked in front of a high-end restaurant across the street and walking into the restaurant, but she didn't pay attention, and walked into the distance with Kate and Natalie.

In the box of the Perth restaurant, Steven Spielberg, sitting at the table, looked at his watch, then took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose and wiped them - he had done this several times, obviously his The mood is very restless.

"Don't worry, Steven, the old man is always punctual." Arsen Kornberg, a good friend next to him, said comfortingly.

"I know, Arsen, I'm just a little excited, and I can't help but get angry when I think of some people saying to me that instead of making this film, I should donate money to the Holocaust museum or something!" Spielber Grid knocked heavily on the table.

"Yes, I know, and I am the same," Yasen nodded, and then smiled, "But this time you will definitely get investment, and your goal will definitely be achieved."

"I hope so." Spielberg nodded. At this time, the door of the box was pushed open by a middle-aged man, and then an old man came in. Although his hair was gray, he had a majestic aura.

Steven and Yasen stood up at the same time, and the former stretched out his hand: "Hi, Mr. Mason, I'm Steven Spielberg, Kornberg should have told you about me."

"Yes, hello, Mr. Spielberg, I'm Crest Mason." The old man nodded and shook hands with him, took off his coat and handed it to the middle-aged man beside him, and introduced: "This is My lawyer, Anderson Green."

After another exchange of pleasantries, the four of them sat down together. Spielberg coughed dryly and was about to speak, but the old man raised one hand: "Mr. Kornberg has already told me in detail, I I also found someone to understand the relevant situation, and I have read the original novel, so I completely agree with your plan and invest in this movie, and the amount..." He paused, and then said affirmatively: "There is no upper limit! "

Steven was stunned. He suddenly had an uncontrollable excitement. He bought the adaptation rights and production rights for this movie 10 years ago, but the time was not yet ripe, so he never moved. , it wasn’t until the 90s that he started running around to advocate for this film, but many people were not optimistic about it, and some even found it strange that a filmmaker who has always been famous for shooting thrillers, horror films and science fiction films with a game mentality How could the director of "Children" have such an inexplicable dream.

He spent countless sleepless nights in distress for this. Although he was devastated, he continued to run unswervingly. Just when he was almost desperate, his old friend Yassen Kornberg sent news from New York, The former chairman of the Conscience Foundation, Mr. Crest Mason, was willing to invest in this film, which made Steven ecstatic but full of doubts. When he rushed here, he did not expect to get such a How could the news not make him excited.

"You... are too generous. For this, I express... I express my 12 thanks!" Excited, Spielberg, who had gone through countless storms, couldn't help stammering.

"This is what I should do," the old man shook his head lightly. "Although our family immigrated to the United States early at that time, many members were still killed in Poland. Some things should not be forgotten."

"Yes, there are some things that cannot be forgotten." Steven nodded heavily.

The old man suddenly smiled: "Speaking of which, I should really be thankful. I haven't watched movies for many years, and I rarely watch TV. If it wasn't for my little granddaughter who is now a young actress in Hollywood, I wouldn't pay attention to these things. , and will never meet Mr. Kornberg."

"Is your granddaughter acting in Hollywood?" Steven asked curiously.

"Yes, she also writes scripts and so on." The old man didn't intend to talk about this topic, and suddenly asked after shaking his head: "I think you should go to Poland for on-site shooting?"

"Yes." Spielberg nodded.

"Then I have two requests."

"please say."

"First, it is better to build another location than to shoot in any concentration camp, and don't disturb the souls of the dead! Second, I think you should have already selected the main actors, so except for these few, try to let those who have been rescued and those who were in the concentration camp The surviving descendants play the former roles!"

After a moment of silence, Spielberg suddenly stood up and bowed respectfully to the old man: "I apologize for my haste and thoughtlessness, I will keep your opinion in mind and implement it!"

The old man nodded slightly, expressing his acceptance of his apology, and then stood up: "Well then, I believe this will be a world-renowned movie. Tomorrow, Mr. Green will draw up a contract and send it to Mr. Kornberg. Office, I look forward to your success!"